I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here! (Harry Styles)

Chapter Thirteen.

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*Sarah's POV*

"Looked like you've had a lot of practice doing that." Harry murmured in my ear as we walked back to the camp. 

Laughing, I smacked his shoulder, "You'll just have to wait and see." I gave him a wink, smirking at his startled face before speeding up to walk with Perrie as we returned to camp, the other two teams waiting patiently for the outcome. 

"We won!" I squealed.

"Oh wow," Justin said, "Didn't see that one coming."

Perrie rolled her eyes and sat down by Jack, "Whoever wins between you and Norman's team goes up against us." 

Jack nodded, "Yeah, our challenge isn't until tomorrow."

Darkness soon fell and our food arrived shortly after. Harry decided to take a break from cooking and let Danny do it.

Of course, as soon as people noticed that it wasn't the normal person cooking, they all began calling out suggestions of what we should do with the possum sausages we had been given. 

"Look at them," I muttered, looking over at Harry, "They're like vultures."

Harry laughed, "They're not like that when I'm cooking." 

"They wouldn't," I mumbled, "They know that you know what you're doing." 

We looked up as Mollie let out a small scream, witnessing as the pan caught fire, sending a small fireball up into the air, narrowly missing both Perrie's and her own hair. 

Harry quickly spoke up, "Okay guys, Danny and Perrie should be the only two around the fire. You're gonna end up setting something -or someone- on fire. 

I let out a snigger as everyone sulked away from the fire, leaving the two who were supposed to be cooking. Letting out a yawn, I rest my head on Harry's shoulder and closed my eyes. 

I felt him sigh before resting his head gently on mine. 

I had closed my eyes for maybe five minutes when Perrie shouted that dinner was ready, despite most of us being just a couple of feet away from her.

She handed both Harry and I a tin that was filled with rice and on top of that, there were chunks of sausages...that were burnt to a crisp. 

I glanced into Harry's tin and saw that his were a little less like lumps of charcoal. 

"Here," he murmured, taking mine from me and giving me his, "You have this one."

I looked up at him, "Are you sure?"

He nodded, "Yeah. Take it." 

Without hesitation, I wrapped my arm around his neck, bringing him down to my height -even though we were sitting he was still taller than me- so I could give him a kiss on the cheek, my face flushing red as I pulled back. 

I sat back on the log and began picking at my meal, just a little embarrassed about what I had just done. 

Harry coughed lightly and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him move closer to me so that our legs were touching, which sent a flurry of butterflied through me.

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Later that night, I was returning to my bed after a trip to the toilet when suddenly from down in camp, someone erupted into loud snores. 

Who the hell?

Holding up my lantern higher, I decided to go investigate. I silently crept around the campsite, determined to find out who it was. 

As I was practically shining the lantern in people's faces, I wasn't surprised that I managed to wake someone up. 

That someone being Norman.

"What the hell are you doing?" he hissed, lifting his hand to shiled his eyes from the harsh light, "Will you put that down?!" 

"Sorry!" I lowered the lantern just as a loud snore came from our right. 

Alan.

Norman let out a groan, "For fuck sake." 

I quickly left him alone, hearing him rustling around and turning in time to see him pull his waterproof cover over his head. 

Finally returning up to my bunk, I put the lantern out before back into bed. 

"Sarah?" Harry murmured as soon as I closed my eyes. 

"Yeah?"

"Is...is that someone snoring?" he asked. 

I let out a quiet giggle, "Yeah. It's Alan." 

"Jeez...bet Norman's loving that." he said quietly. 

I opened my mouth to reply, but from down in camp, we heard Norman's voice, "I can hear you two. Which is a miracle over his snoring. I suggest you keep quiet or I'm gonna come up there and kick your asses."

By now, I have had to cover my hand with my mouth with my hand, trying to keep the laughter hidden, but it wasn't going so well because soon, a loud snort came from me, making me erupt into more giggles. 

"Did you just snort?" Harry asked, laughing slightly himself.

"Yes!" I cackled, quickly covering my mouth again as Perrie let out a huff as she flipped over. 

My laughter finally subsided and all was quiet until Harry tugged on my foot.

"Can I help you?" I asked playfully, sitting up on my elbows. 

"Come lie down this end." he whispered, "We can talk and not wake anyone." 

"Please do." Norman droned (Whoops, thought he was asleep) 

I quickly made my way down to the bottom of my bed and beacuse the beds are so close together, my head popped up very close to Harry's. 

"Hi." I breathed.

"Hello." 

I turned so I was on my back, looking up at the sky and watching the twinkling stars. They looked so much brighter now that we were away from the harsh lights of the city. 

"Look how bright they are." I whispered, "So pretty."

Harry laughed a little, "I could follow that up with a cheesy line, but I won't." 

I gently hit his arm with my hand, "I wouldn't mind." 

He propped his head on his left hand and even though it was dark, I could feel his eyes on me. He cleared his throat, "They may be pretty, but not as pretty as you."